"Where are your leaders?" I had set one of the bandits on fire, Aelanes had cut another one in half (despite his sword being thin, it was very very sharp) and the third was currently being held at bay by my revolver (see I don't carry it in town for this very reason).
"WHAT?" He was terrified of course, there had been three of them and now two were dead and here I was demanding to know who he answered to.
"I don't know if these men have a leader Trezlan they barely seem to have weapons." Aelanes was picking through the corpse of the man he cut in half and he was right they had a couple rusty pistols and filth, not exactly a well maintained military presence.
"Well this is just disappointing."
"Maybe the next group will be more evil?" I had to give it to Aelanes he at least had a very optimistic belief in finding something to stop.
"So can I go?"
"No." We both answered in unison to the bandit, I mean he was still a bandit, and thats a very bad thing, if you are going to rob people you should at least kill them first under the auspice of doing the right thing (right that sounds sufficiently awful moving on).
"Aren't you guys the real bandits, I mean you have better weapons, magic and you killed two people, how is that heroic?"
"We have let you live up to this point, thats kind of heroic." Aelanes said exactly what I was thinking.
"So if you kill everyone else but let one guy live you think that makes you the good guys."
"Yeah because we aren't robbing people for a living idiot, we only do it after you guys have done it and we killed you for doing it." Aelanes nodded at me and the bandit only looked more confused (I haven't a clue why I thought my reasoning was perfect).
"Ok if you aren't going to let me go what do you want from me?" That was a good question I mean we killed the other two bandits, but I had hoped this one would have information on where more bandits would be, but it appeared he did not.
"Where do you go with your ill gotten gains?" Aelanes thinking quicker than me, sometimes I wondered if he was the master and I was his apprentice (whoa mind trip).
"Bandit Town?"
"There's a town named Bandit?"
"Yes how have you never heard of it?" A valid question.
"Because I'm not a Bandit idiot." And then I cut his throat. Aelanes didn't have a problem with it (I'm his God and the guy was a bandit).
"So Bandit town?" Aelanes with the obvious question
"Sure why not?" The only answer I ever give when suggesting visiting towns made of bandits (not like their flesh though that would be weird).
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